Her eyes, mostly cast downward, occasionally flicker upwards to meet his before falling again. She is apologetic for everything, as always, constantly saying sorry to the world, as though as her very presence offends.

The more you try to simplify things the more you complicate them. You create rules, build walls, push people away, lie to yourself and ignore true feelings. That is not simplifying things.

the important thing is not what we (look) like,but the role we play in our best friend's life.

It's like my garden, love. Everything grows. Including love. And with that growing everyday how can you expect missing her to ever fade away? Everything builds, including our ability to cope with it. That's how we keep going.

people who say its a long story, mean it's a stupid short one that they are too embarrassed and couldn't be bothered to tell

Every single ordinary person has an extraordinary story.

That's what life is about: People come and go.